Ya-ya and Chiquita stories

April Fools is one of Keetah's favorite-est holidays.

So far, I've had a frog peeing on my head, received a frozen Starburst, been told they were handing out free iPads at the egg hunt, and that they didn't get any eggs.

We're about to tell them they we've picked their summer camp - Adventure Chore Camp!

http://familyfun.go.com/assets/cms/pdf/printables/0308-Aprilfools-Chore-Camp-Brochure.pdf

So using that!!!

Was holding the Whump the other night after he'd fallen asleep. Suddenly, he woke up screaming, eyes scrunched shut, and frantically signing "all done! all done! all done!"

He hardly ever uses that sign any more, so I thought it was notable.

A nightmare, no doubt.

Some other observations...

He's extremely polite. Always says "no t'ank ooo" when he doesn't want something. (Although he will shout "stop it!" when he doesn't want to go to sleep.)

I couldn't understand something he was saying ("bud") until he made the sign for "bird."

Awwwwww.... poor baby! Yeah, must've been.

That sign can be used as an imperative too, like "stop." ("Finish!")

Edit: more awwwws about the next two. Especially "bud"/"bird", that's awesome.

The boy has another interesting usage:

My stuck! (for I'm stuck)

My dirty! (for I'm dirty)

Took me a bit to understand, but I think it's that "you're" and "your" are homophones.

We say, "your fork." Then we say, "you're stuck."

Thus, "my fork" and "my stuck."

Conversations That Make My Head Hurt or Stuff I Never Thought I'd Be Discussing:

Yaya and Keetah today were arguing over imaginary friends. Yaya has an imaginary friend who's a 1/2 mermaid (don't ask me what that means). Keetah decided to play with the mermaid, and Yaya came to me to arbitrate.

Me: What's the problem?

Yaya: She's bossing my imaginary friend around!

Me: But, your friend is imaginary, right? Keetah can pretend her way, and you can pretend your way.

Yaya: But I'm not pretending!

Me: Er... your friend is imaginary, right?

Yaya: I'm pretending not to pretend!

<At this point, I suggest that they can both have imaginary different friends with the same name. This does not go over well.>

Later on, they get this worked out on their own. I'm left scratching my head....

An "awwww" moment:

"My scared! My scared!" (I'm scared.)

"Why are you scared?"

<looks at me with quivering lip>

"Monstah!"

Hehe, such cute and adorable stories of your kids!

3 kids, 2 parents, 1 hotel room, 62 days.... who will survive?

So begins our nomad summer. We've sold the house (too small) and purchased another (just right), but the current owners want to stay for another month after closing.

Good luck! (At least you won't be remodeling at the same time...)

Oh my!

Kid's love hotels. Maybe some kids don't but a lot do.

Does it have a pool? If so, you're set, pretty much.

Sounds kind of fun to me actually. Room service FTW!

(Congrats on your new, just-right house, too bad you have to wait though.)

I used to live on the road out of a suitcase, and have lived in hotels for several months at a time (damn divorces) but...

I cannot imagine it with children.

good luck and some extra patience to you...

The problem with the pool is that the boy just had tubes put in.

Followup appointment is today, though, so the pool may be a "go."

No room service at the budget-minded hotels, though. <sigh>

Oooh, bummer about the tubes.

You can get special earplugs from the ENT though, they're not cheap but not horrible either, I think $50 range? Sozlet needed them for two summers, they were a sanity-saver.

Just possibly he's too little, I dunno.

She also was allowed to put her head in chlorinated water, she just couldn't put her head more than (three feet?) under. So she couldn't jump off the high dive for example without the earplugs. But that's where littleness would be in his favor probably....

Treated water is OK without earplugs.

The doctor gave us some putty to use, in other instances. (The only time we swim in untreated water is at the beach, though, so it shouldn't be much of an issue.)

And we have antibiotic ear drops that the doc says to use whenever he's in untreated water.

We can tell a big difference. Sleeps better now that his adenoids are out. Hears better. He's talking a LOT more.

The boy at dinner tonight:

<bangs on the table with a spoon>

"I drum!"

<sticks his "drumstick" up over his head>

"I rock!"

Over the weekend he was very excited to have gone to the "zoo-mee-um." Dinosaurs are always exciting.

Somehow I missed your daughters' imaginary-friend discussion the first time around. Very philosophical!

Buddy, climbing on the booth: "Meow, meow."

Me: "Kitties don't climb on booths."

Buddy: "Woof, woof."